Chapter 98 Taking Care of Oolong

"Datou, if you look around the world, how many people like you are there?"

"Professor Nie, I am very glad that you have such an awareness. Knowing your son's talent is so shocking that ghosts and gods weep, and he stands proudly in the bright universe."

"Indeed..."

"Ah? Professor Nie, you don't even refute this?"

"What you said is obviously the truth, why would dad refute it?"

"Ah...is this...a little bit exaggerated?"

"Datou... tell the truth to Dad, if it weren't for Dad, would you have come back to participate in the reconstruction of Wan'an Bridge?"

"Professor Nie, to be honest, if you hadn't changed my wish, I would have brought professors from Tsinghua University to study Wan'an Bridge when I was in college."

Because he really gave up, the matter of changing his volunteerism has become a topic of conversation between the Nie family and his son after dinner.

"If Datou was leading this project, he might have immediately thought of using aerospace fireproof materials for the protection of wooden arch bridges."

"It doesn't have to be like this. When I went to college, aerospace fireproof materials were still very rare. It was too early to apply them to the protection of ancient buildings and the cost was too high."

"Butou, do you really think dad is not wrong?"

"Professor Nie, at your age, isn't it a bit too much to ask questions like this to seek self-comfort?"

"As expected of my son, you have discovered all this."

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"Brother Zongji, my dad is going to hold an academic conference. Xuan Shi said that he has important things to deal with these days. Can I come to your place to have a meal?"

"I'm sorry, Brother Guangyi, I can't go back until tomorrow."

"That's right, forget it." Nie Guangyi was about to hang up when he heard Zong Ji ask him: "How about you come over for dinner tomorrow night?"

"Tomorrow night... Brother Zongji, where have you been?"

"Didn't I tell you before that I would pick up my eldest daughter?"

"Didn't that all happen the day before yesterday?"

"That's right, that's right."

"Brother Zongji, if you don't welcome me to have a meal, just tell me, are you using your excuse for picking up your eldest daughter a little too often?"

"No way! Didn't Ah Xin land in Guangzhou? I had to leave a day in advance to pick her up by car. After picking her up, I would buy furniture first, then eat, drink and have fun all the way back. It would definitely take a few days. If

Ayi only took two days off and will go back to school on Monday. We all plan to have fun for a few more days."

"It seems that I misunderstood Brother Zongji again."

"Isn't this just a coincidence? You usually don't think of coming to my house for a meal in two months. When I get back, I will cook a big meal to thank you."

"Thank me for what?"

"Thank you for your whole-house smart solution."

"Ten years ago, these were relatively advanced. Now whole-house intelligence has become very common, and many companies have launched whole-house intelligence systems. I just upgraded the program for your window cleaning robot, and it won't change easily.

Stop, requiring various manual interventions."

"The thing with the most aurora meaning is glass. You don't even know that, just by changing your program, it directly freed my hands."

"As long as it's useful. Brother Zongji, my father should be back from the meeting tomorrow night, so I won't go."

"How about that? You bring your father with you. I told Ah Xin earlier that I wanted to thank you for taking care of her when she was studying at UCL."

"It's just a simple effort, and it doesn't do anything."

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"Dad, you were on the phone just now, thanking Mr. Nie for taking care of me when I was studying in the UK. How did he respond?"

Meng Xinzhi is really too curious.

When she and her father left Italy, Nie Guangyi blocked her.

Just like that, I even told my father to take care of me for more than a month.

Probably only a man as down-to-earth as my father would believe such distant caring.

Forget it when you don't know. Now that she is back, I don't know what kind of reasons Nie Guangyi can come up with.

"Brother Guangyi is very generous. He told me that it was just a little effort. If dad hadn't insisted, he wouldn't even be willing to come to our house for a thank-you meal tomorrow night."

"Oh, that's right..." Meng Xinzhi paused: "Then I'll thank him in person tomorrow night."

"You have to thank me very much!"

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"Mr. Nie, thank you for taking care of me for two months at UCL." Meng Xinzhi raised the wine glass in front of her with a smile.

"How do you know two months? Who told you?" Nie Guangyi asked two questions in succession.

"My father told me. Didn't you tell him?"

"Your father and I were talking about one month, right? Who did you hear the news about two months from?"

"Is this important?"

"Of course it's important."

"Okay, my dad said one or two months, which is a rough estimate. Two months is the highest value I intercepted."

"Oh, that's right. That girl's reasoning ability is pretty good."

"Inference ability?" Meng Xinzhi looked at Nie Guangyi: "I just said so much, Mr. Nie only thought of one inference ability?"

"What else? What else should I think of?" Nie Guangyi looked straight back, not feeling guilty at all.

Meng Xinzhi didn't want to say it at first, but Nie Guangyi's sanctimonious appearance made her a little bit unable to swallow her breath.

She herself is indifferent.

Nie Guangyi made it clear that even Zongji had also been deceived.

Meng Xinzhi revealed the facts: "Mr. Nie, after I arrived in the UK, my dad asked me to send you a message to thank you. When I sent it, I found that you had blocked me. If my guess is correct, I and I

My dad just got on the plane, and you blocked all my contact information. I just want to ask, how did Mr. Nie achieve remote care if he has no contact information and is so far away?"

"Is it far apart?" Nie Guangyi found a strange point: "It only takes two and a half hours from Rome to London."

When Zong Yi heard this, her eyes were wide and round. Her watery eyes were filled with disbelief. She asked Nie Guangyi directly: "Did you really block my sister?"

Zong Ji said nothing, but the shock in his eyes was no less than Zong Yi's.

Mengxinzhi can't lie.

In this way, Nie Guangyi is too hypocritical and too unworthy of deep friendship.

Zong Ji, Zong Yi and Meng Xinzhi looked at Nie Guangyi at the same time.

Nie Guangyi replied to Zong Yi without blushing or heartbeat: "Didn't you ask me earlier if I was interested in your sister? How can I prove my determination if I don't block her?"

"Uncle, the crux of the problem now is, you have clearly blocked my sister, why did you lie to us and say you are taking care of her?" Zong Yi grasped the key point.

"Will blacklisting affect care?" Nie Guangyi said matter-of-factly as always.

"Wouldn't it affect it?" Zong Yi was very angry.

"Of course it won't affect her. I'm not in London. If something happens to her, would it be useful to contact me?"

"Then why did you lie to my dad?"

"Little girl, what did I lie to your father about?"

"You lied to my father and told him to rest assured that you would take care of my sister."

"What reason do I have to lie to your father?"

"For...for...for the delicious food made by dad."

"The food in the classics?" Nie Guangyi said directly: "Your brother Xuan Shi can also cook it."

"You...you...why are you like this?" Zongyi doesn't know how to curse, otherwise he wouldn't be so at a loss for words.

Seeing Zong Yi's defeat, Meng Xinzhi went into battle personally: "Mr. Nie, there is no need for you to confront A Yi. In fact, I am also quite curious about how you take care of me."

Meng Xinzhi started using honorifics, which meant that she was also very angry.

"What's there to say about such a simple effort?" Nie Guangyi looked up and found that the other three people present, including Zong Ji, were looking at him with strange eyes.

Nie Guangyi shook his head helplessly and asked aloud: "You all want to know?"

Zong Yi put his hands on his hips and raised his head, responding in the most vicious tone possible: "Isn't this nonsense?"

"Okay, there's nothing I can't say." Nie Guangyi wiped his mouth, as if he had made a moderate determination, and under Zong Yi's increasingly provocative eyes, he began to explain the operation method of remote care.

"The current president of UCL's International Students Association is from the Bartlett School of Architecture, right?" Nie Guangyi asked Meng Xinzhi.

The Bartlett School of Architecture, The Bartlett, is one of UCL's most prestigious schools.
To be continued...